Lauren shook her head stuffing her cleaning rag (you) into her back pocket. She was just so forgetful today, how did she not get any of her cleaning supply before starting. You were kind of mad about being stuffed into her pocket which had absolutely no room for you to reform, leaving you in the flat squarish shape. You could hear her getting her keys and things before you were smashed by her ass as she sat in the car. the half of you that was hanging out of the back of her pocket was re-flattened and besides that it wasn't terrible as far as getting sat on goes. The shopping trip itself was short and Lauren didn't talk to you the whole time which was kind of getting to you, she couldn't have forgotten you... could she? You would not receive an answer for now though as you could hear a light conversation above half way through. "-just getting some cleaning stuff. Me and my son are getting ice cream later but I figured I'd pick up a snack." Well that was typical, she couldn't exactly cook while she was cleaning the kitchen.
You once more were treated to getting smashed under her ass as she drove back and walked back inside your house. You heard thumps of cleaning supplies being set on the counter and then some more shuffling around as she searched for something. You tried to get a bit of reforming done with the half of you sticking out but it's not working as she was bending over most of the time. "Oh duh Lauren, it's in your pocket." You heard her say to herself before tugging you out of her back pocket. It confirmed your fear as you saw her finishing off a corndog, the way she said that was absolutely not her remembering you. She was just looking for her cleaning rag and remembered putting it in her pocket.
The spray and wipe routine was to continue this time without Lauren constantly talking to you about how great a cleaning implement you were. You were crying internally with how grimy you were getting, that and you could taste the cleaner and the ash you were picking up there was nothing you could do though as you were shoved forcefully into every corner of the kitchen. Several hours of cleaning later you were dropped into the sink as the water ran over you. Your mother twisted and squeezed you as a dark brown liquid was pulled from your stained form for the umpteenth time, you were sore even more than some instances where you had been stuck for months. "whooh, that's it for cleaning today, time for my treat." She said stacking the brand new cleaning things back under the sink before settling on you. She looked thoughtful for a moment before she snapped her fingers. "I'll just put this here so I don't loose it for tomorrow." She smiled triumphantly placing you under the bottle of cleaning solution and shutting the cabinet door.
1. You're unable to reform at all and Lauren has other parts of the house to clean
2. You're unable to reform at all, but Jenna realizes your mom's mistake and comes to 'rescue' you
3. You're miraculously able to reform somewhat... but you're still under the cleaning stuff
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